My women

At the end of the night this time
I prepare a dart
I get of the cupid
and I'm ready shot to someone there who

someone who's been filling the room my heart
someone who's made my progress
I'm someone who's always longing
someone who has helped me

This night in the more prolonged silence
and set chisel to the bone
wallow before dusk after rain
I still only decorate the sky heart
with a blue color of longing

Oh the high-minded woman
I have for allow you love
I'll be cooked-over my kingdom
Drink in love of wine to your
I bring from my cup of loyalty

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